Chapter Fifty-Six: Let's Get Real!
Mo Ji blinked when he heard this, and said very calmly: "Is there one?" Then he stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose, and then lowered his eyes to look at the red blood on his hand: "It's really a nosebleed!" ”
Yehuang was shocked by Mo Ji's doll appearance and was speechless, and immediately reached out and touched his forehead: "You can't even figure out whether you have a nosebleed or not, are you okay?" ”
As a result, she withdrew her hand: "Hey, uncle, you are very hot, are you feverish?" ”
Mo Ji licked his somewhat dry lips: "I, I'm thirsty!" ”
"Thirsty?" Yehuang immediately stretched out his hand to tease the tent: "Then I'll find someone to ask for water!" ”
"No!" Mo Ji grabbed Ye Huang's hand: "Let's not do anything!" As he spoke, he picked up the white cloth from the bed and covered his nose while staring at the top of the bed.
"I'm still doing things, I'm getting nosebleeds!" Yehuang obviously disagreed, and the man's hand stretched out to the gauze tent again, and even his body rose together, as if he was going to go out and call someone.
"Don't!" Mo Ji let out a low roar, and immediately stretched out his hand to drag Yehuang to his side, and then when her body was crooked, he took her into his arms.
"Hey, what are you doing!" Yehuang complained softly, reaching out to push Mo Ji's chest, she didn't understand why Mo Ji wanted to hug herself, let alone why she entered his arms, she had an inexplicable sense of pleasure.
"Don't move!" Mo Ji's voice was a little hoarse, although he hugged the night phoenix tightly, the person stared at the top of the bed with his head held high, the night phoenix was in his arms, not only could he hear his big breathing, but also saw his Adam's apple constantly sliding. An inexplicable stream of heat spread out from her lower abdomen, flowing into her body at the speed of light, which made Yehuang feel a little weak, and she immediately twisted her lower body impatiently.
"Don't move!" Mo Ji's voice was as low as the rhythm of a cello, and Yehuang unconsciously shuddered when he heard it, and then muttered: "You are so unreasonable, you don't drink water and pull it down, don't take advantage of me like this!" Kill me! She said this, but she felt more and more that she wanted to stick to his arms, especially the faint sweat that belonged to him in the wings of her nose, and the smell full of male hormones actually made her feel good......
Smells? Oh my God, you pervert!
Yehuang was startled by his own thoughts, and the hand that had removed Mo Ji's chest immediately began to push up uneasily: "You, you, let go, let go of me!" ”
Yehuang whispered and struggled, but it didn't take much effort to get out of Mo Ji's arms, and when she quickly moved to the head of the bed, there was a safe distance, but she felt a sense of loss all over her body, as if she didn't have energy.
Mother, hey, what's wrong with me?
Yehuang was in a state of panic, that kind of uneasy hesitation, as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest after running for a thousand meters, and her instinctive hand stroked her face, and she found that her face was also boiling.
No way......
Ye Huang glanced at Mo Ji on the opposite side uneasily, at this time Mo Ji was no longer looking up, but his eyes were staring at her deadly, and he was trembling at the moment when he saw Ye Huang, and hurriedly reached out and pulled the quilt, and said without words: "That, that, or, let's sleep!" ”
"Huh?" Mo Ji was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "Oh, good." ”
When Yehuang heard a good one, he immediately reacted to what he said, and immediately wanted to give himself a mouthful!
Oh my God, you actually said to a man, "Shall we sleep?" Ye Huang questioned his confusion and madness in his heart, and he was even more ashamed to kick the quilt away twice, and he drilled into it while wearing obscene clothes, but after getting into half of it, he suddenly found that Mo Ji was still kneeling on the bed like that, staring at himself with a cloth covering his nose with one hand, whether he was moving or not, she felt strange again, so she said, "Why don't you sleep?" ”
Mo Ji's eyebrows twitched: "Huh? That, that, I, I'm not sleepy! ”
Yehuang smiled awkwardly and shrank directly into the bed. But when she entered the quilt, she felt uncomfortable up and down, but she couldn't tell what was uncomfortable, so she turned over for a while, and wrapped the quilt like a silkworm chrysalis, in short, she kept tossing on the bed, and the other person on the bed, Comrade Mo Ji, kept the kneeling posture unchanged, but his left hand on his leg was pinching his own leg vigorously, and his face was already red and almost black.
Yehuang was hot and panicked in her silkworm chrysalis, but without the feeling of being tightly wrapped in the quilt, she felt uncomfortable again, so she was tormented between the two, only to feel that her body was getting softer and softer, and suddenly, there seemed to be a thin call in her ears, and when she shook her head vigorously and listened to it, she understood that Mo Ji was calling herself.
"Night Phoenix...... Are you asleep? Mo Ji's voice floated again, and Ye Huang complained in his heart: How can I sleep so uncomfortable? Then the person wriggled out of the silkworm chrysalis, and replied softly with a red face: "No, what's the matter?" ”
"Well, you, go blow out the candle!" As Mo Ji spoke, his face lifted up, and his eyes looked at the top of the bed again.
"What do you say? Blowing out candles? Yehuang couldn't believe his ears: "You're crazy, that's the dragon and phoenix pair of candles, and it's going to burn until tomorrow morning!" ”
"You, you'd better blow it!" Mo Ji held his head high and continued to ask.
"Why are you blowing, aren't you afraid your mother will know?" Yehuang said that the person got out of the bed halfway: "What's more, isn't there a listening room!" ”
Mo Ji's shoulders trembled, and he was speechless. Seeing that he didn't answer, Yehuang planned to retract the quilt, but when he saw his action of covering his nose, he felt funny and said, "Why are you still covering it?" Your nose is still bleeding? ”
Mo Ji was stunned for a moment, and slowly took the cloth away, but the blood was gone, but Yehuang laughed out loud: "Look at your mouthful of blood, it's like being beaten!" ”
Mo Ji hurriedly wiped his mouth when he heard this, but the more he wiped it, the more he wiped it, and Yehuang smiled and came out of the bed: "I'll come, you have wiped yourself into a flower cat!" As he spoke, he stepped forward, snatched the bloodstained cloth in Mo Ji's hand, and then chose a clean place to pinch it in his hand for Mo Ji to wipe.
With this rub, the distance between the two was immediately shortened, and the night phoenix was filled with that thick breath, the more he rubbed it, the more panicked he became, the more he wiped his hands, the more he trembled, and Mo Ji's breathing gradually became heavier, and the throat was even more up and down several times.
"I, I've wiped my ......," Ye Huang just muttered, her waist suddenly tightened, and the next second she was pressed into someone's arms, and in her low exclamation, her face pressed against his, and then in front of her, she was crushed on the bed, and at the same time she felt that something had pressed against her.
No way...... Yehuang screamed in her heart, but found that she was weak, and what was even more strange was that she was so happy that she didn't say anything, and her head began to sink down, but at this time, Mo Ji whispered in her ear: "Yehuang, otherwise, let's do it really......"
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